Today I had a fantasy
of sitting down
to tea with six
of my former
selves – one from each decade of my
life. We would swap
tales of what we’d
learned and what we
wished we’d known, hoping this would help
the decade soon
to come to be
both wise and well.
JDG
With just a hint of turning leaves,
fall harvesting
has begun. Fields
will lie fallow
through the cold, then new sprouts will come,
sometimes from their
own roots and seeds,
sometimes from fresh
planting. Either way, Spring’s warmth will
bring new growth to
this harvested,
now barren land.
JDG
When I pause to reflect on all
that had to be
just the way it
was for me to
be at all, my mind expands in
wonderment. When
times are hard, may
I take refuge
here and open up to all that
was and is and
ever shall be.
Each plays its part.
JDG
When caught in the clamoring swirl
of conflicting
pulls and pushes,
the great sages
have gone to a still place within
and waited for
wisdom to speak.
Most times that seems
a stretch too far for my edgy
self, but I know
how much is lost
when I don’t go.
JDG
From the dark matter of earth, green
grows, greeted by
rain and dancing
light. May the dark
matter of our hearts join the light
and bring forth green,
creating a
grounded space for
others to find rest and sustenance
so they too can
bring forth green and
become heart’s ground.
JDG
Faking it til you make it is
sometimes a way
to learn to play
by staying in
the game. We can learn alot when
we switch from can’t
to can, but not
every game can
be played that way. Faux can quickly
turn to foe when
used to bypass
reality.
JDG
The world is full of very strange
things like the Kea,
a New Zealand
bird, who likes to
eat the rubber strips around car
windows and we
humans who can
sometimes claim to
have accomplished all that we have
without any
help from others
along the way.
JDG
Today, after endless days of
donning Summer’s
cloying clothes that
stick to us til
we grow hot and steamy too,
Summer got a
makeover and none
too soon. Now, for
a little while, in this new found
summery wear
moods lighten and
we move with ease.
JDG
With flailing limbs in darkened sky
the storm announced
itself. “Look out
and up and be
very afraid. I have arrived.”
And yet, as is
so often true,
the storm turned out
to be all gusts and guff and not
much more – just a
windy message
in a changing sky.
JDG
As the fourteen year old picks out
a fretful tune
on her guitar,
her sisters, in
another room, yell in fitful
bursts. The cats screech,
the dogs, turning
their noses to
the moon, howl, and I cover up
my ears and turn,
beating it to
the nearest door.
JDG
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